I can see them now, deep brown, rich chocolate swirled in an effervescence of golden delicate honey liquid tones the two black dots float daintily, static, in the pools of my universe.
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There is a black hole. It swallows and grumbles and demands attention. But you cannot cave. Staring into the darkness will get you nowhere – it cannot relinquish what was taken, cannot give gifts.
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